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"No!" Chris gasped, his heart hammering as all seven men advanced toward him, their shadows stretching across the headlights.
Panic shot through him. He quickly locked the car doors and jammed the gear into reverse, but before he could escape, his car slammed hard into another vehicle that had silently pulled up behind him. The crunch of metal rang in his ears. They had trapped him.
His mind spun. Were these the men his mother spoke aboit? But why him? He didn't steal anything! He didn't touch the money!
Five billion. That number clawed into his mind like fire. No one could ever pay back that kind of debt. Not even if they sold their souls.
They would need to work a lifetime for such amount. Chris didn't know whether to beg the Adkins lawyers for support.
